Chapter 31

Greer

You would think today was someone’s birthday, but it isn’t. My little surprise party turned into a blowout party. Instead of it being just Mitz and Brute, Queenie and my dad, Trigger, Sadie and Lyla, the whole crew is here.

Spook has been pouting in between sneaking laughs with his brothers trying to make me feel bad because he didn’t get to have his ‘us’ time. He can fake all he wants, but I know he enjoys having his brothers around, as well as all the future biker hooligans running around our yard.

Mad Dog is the last to arrive and his tardiness makes me nervous. He’s the one that has one of the surprises with him and today was put together for that one reason. The second reason just made itself known a couple of weeks ago.

As everyone gathers and eats, I ring my hands together. I hope he’s as excited as I am about the surprise I have in store for him. The closer I get to the reveal, the more nervous I become.

I know he loves me and Ryland with everything that he is and I know it’s just me second guessing myself like I always do.

Mitz comes up beside me at the kitchen island and puts her arm around me. “What’s up?”

I face her. “Nothing, just got nervous all of the sudden. He’s going to love this, right?”

“Stop over-thinking. He’s going to be over the moon.”

“You’re right.”

I pick up the manilla folder and the small wrapped box and make my way outside to Spook who is sitting in a lawn chair surrounded by his brothers.

He must sense my approach, because he turns to me and a broad smile lights up his face.

I hand him the envelope first. “Open this first.”

He takes it from my hands and carefully lifts the flap. He pulls out a couple sheets of paper and studies them side by side. When it hits him what they are, his eyes meet mine and instead of happiness, I see adoration. He sets the papers on his lap and holds out his hand. I place mine in his.

“Princess, do you know what you’ve just handed me?” I nod. “You’ve just given me the one thing I’ve wanted since I held her in my arms. She’s been mine since the day I changed her diaper and had the privilege to feed the little piggy. As much as I’m excited about having this piece of paper, she’s been mine before this.” He waves the papers in the air. “This is just a legal formality, but it feels damn good to know that it’s official.”

I take my hand out of his and I wipe the tears from my cheeks. I hand him the present.

He looks at it strangely. “I don’t need anything else, Greer. I’ve got it all in this yard and in our house. There’s nothing else that you could give me that could make this day any better.”

“Just open the goddamn box, Spook.” Trigger yells from his spot beside him.

“Fine, keep your pants on, spazz.” He unwraps the present and lifts the lid. He pulls out the little white and pink stick and stares closely at it. He looks to me and then the stick over and over before he opens his mouth. “Well fuck!” He hands the papers to Trigger along with the stick and grabs my wrist hauling me into his lap. “I lied. You can give me more than what I already have and I can say that anytime you want to throw me a surprise party to tell me I’m having another baby is alright with me.”

I curl into him as I here Trigger shouting from our side. “What the fuck, Spook? You handed me my sister’s pee stick. I’ve got to go wash the urine off my fingers.”

“See what I mean, spazz.” Spook chuckles.

I giggle. “Yeah, he can’t help it, but I wouldn’t change him.”

Apparently Trigger tossed the pregnancy test to my dad as he fled for the bathroom. The boisterous laugh brings me out of my moment with Spook to glance in his direction.

His cheeks are wet and he’s hugging Queenie tight to him as they jump up and down.

I lean close to Spook’s ear and whisper. “I wanted to think that Trigger got the spazz from Queenie but by the way my dad is jumping up and down right now, I think he got it from his daddy.”

Spook bust out laughing as we watch our family take in the news of a new hellion running around the Chaotic’s clubhouse. Brothers are tapping beer bottles together and the women are wiping their own tears.

Ryland walks over to us and climbs into our laps. She starts with her dada, dada chant and my dad stops in his jumping and looks at her. He has a devastated expression on his face.

He slowly walks over to us and kneels in front of Ryland. “Baby girl, we talked about this. Your supposed to say granddaddy first not dada. So, let’s try this again. Granddaddy.” He sounds out and Ryland looks him square in the face and blurts dada. “No chunky monkey, granddaddy.” She just gives him this look like she’s constipated and he shakes his head. “We’ll work on it tomorrow.”

“Nope.” Spook grunts. “You will not be visiting tomorrow and we will not be coming to the clubhouse. I’ve seen enough of you jugheads to last me another year. It’s Sunday and Sunday’s are for family time.”

“But I am family. Shit, we all are family.” My dad murmurs like he’s put out.

“Yes you’re all family, but I want it just to be me, my girl, my woman and the bun in the oven. No coming over unannounced or stopping by for a cup of sugar. Go to the fucking store.” Spook growls.

“Fine.” My dad huffs. “But come Monday, I’ll be here bright and early with Queenie. It’s become our tradition and it’s not stopping because you want alone time with my girls.”

“Fine.” Spook huffs in return.

Since we returned back to Cumming two months ago, my dad and Queenie come over Monday morning for coffee and breakfast with us. I enjoy getting reacquainted with my dad and letting Queenie fill the role she should have been giving years ago, mother.

As the party dies down and the women start to clean up, Spook pulls me to the side.

“Take a drive with me. Queenie and your dad are going to give Ryland a bath and down for bed. We won’t be gone long.”

“Sure.”

I walk through the back door and grab my purse off the table. I pause at the front door waiting for Spook to approach. He joins me after letting my dad know we’re leaving and opens the door. He places his hand on my lower back and leads me to the brand new burgundy Explorer he bought us a few weeks ago.

He opens the passenger door and helps me in buckling my seatbelt. He closes the door and rounds the front getting into the driver’s seat. I wait patiently as we back out of the driveway and down the rode towards the clubhouse.

Pulling through the gates, he waves to Beanie who lets us in. Instead of pulling to the side of the clubhouse, he pulls in front of a small building. He parks and turns off the ignition.

“Why are we here?” I ask.

“Remember the first time I kissed you at the Devils’ clubhouse.” I nod. “Well, we didn’t get to finish that experience and I want nothing more than to fuck you up against the side of that building like I should have all those months ago.”

My panties become instantly drenched. I can barely make my mouth work as I try to respond, but all that comes out is, “K.”

He opens his door and I do the same. I meet him at the front of the SUV and he grabs my hand tugging me along as we disappear out of sight behind the shed.

When we are completely behind the shed, he slams my back to the wall and crushes my lips with his. I melt into his rough touch and moan at the feel of his immense erection pressing against my stomach.

He pulls back slightly allowing enough room for his hands to lift up my dress and give him access into my soaking panties. He rubs along the lacy material that coarsely massages my clit with each pass. I moan and get lost in the sensation of his fingers on me, his chest pressing into mine and the nibble of his teeth down my neck.

He abruptly stops and yanks my dress over my head and it pools at our feet. He pulls my bra down and my breast pop free bouncing with the fierceness of his tug. He takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks, while his fingers pinch and twist the other.

He works his way down my stomach and with his teeth, he captures my panties and they follow as he lowers himself in front of me. He releases them and they drop to my ankles. He picks up one heeled foot out of my panties and spreads my legs wide.

His mouth descends on my wet folds sucking my juices as he rubs my clit with his nose. His tongue enters me with the wildness of a starved man. He groans against my pussy and the vibration sends a shiver up my spine. He flattens his tongue against my folds and moves towards my clit where he bites lightly making me convulse.

He pulls back stopping me from cumming and stands. “You’ll be cumming on my cock and not in my mouth, Princess.” He growls.

He unbuttons his pants releasing his cock. He bends and lifts my thighs making me wrap them around his waist. He leans me back and positions his cock at my entrance. Without giving me a chance to prepare, he thrust into me. A scream escapes my mouth as he picks up the pace.

He releases one of my legs and engulfs my throat with his hand. It takes me by surprise when he squeezes lightly blocking the slightest bit of air from escaping.

At first, it scares me and then it turns me on more. He squeezes again a little tighter this time and I feel my release coming stronger. I grab hold of his wrist and claw as my orgasm ignites and a choked scream reverberates.

He releases my throat and pumps vigorously hitting the spot that makes my eyes roll back into my head. One thrust…two thrust…three thrust and I cry out until my throat is dry and on the verge of being hoarse.

Spook follows me and bites on to my shoulder. The pain from the bite sparks a new wave of sensations. He drains the last of his seed in my womb before he slouches forward into my neck.

“Fuck, Princess.” He grunts.

I drape my arms over his shoulders and slump against him. “That was the best shed sex ever.” I mumble.

He chuckles. “Any kind of sex with you is outstanding.”

“You made me nervous with the choking, but once I realized that I didn’t have anything to worry about I gave in and it was exhilarating.”

“You can think your dad for giving me that idea.” He replies as he slowly lowers me to my feet.

“Seriously. You and my dad talk about our sex life.”

“No, Princess, but when I first set my sights on you, he was worried that the whole pain thing would discourage me, so he told me what he went through with Queenie. I just tried something that he mentioned. I know you enjoy the pain and I don’t want you to feel as though you can’t ask me for it when you need it. I don’t mind smacking your ass on occasion or rough fucking from time to time. I just want you to know that it’s always available. I’ll never turn you away.”

He picks my dress off the ground and helps me back into it while I completely take in what he’s offering.

“Spookie, I love you and sometimes the pain heightens my arousal and my release, but as far as me needing to clear my head, I don’t need that anymore. Having you and the rest of the family to lean on gives me the outlet that the pain used to give me. I didn’t trust anyone enough to open up, so keeping everything bottled inside was the only way I knew how to cope and when it got too much, the pain was a way to evacuate it from my head.” He lowers his head to mine and presses a feather light kiss to my lips. “Your enough, Spook. What we have is enough.”

He stares into my eyes for a long moment and then whispers. “You will always be enough, Greer and don’t you forget it. We could be broke and living in a cardboard box and my life would still be fulfilled with you in it.”

He is why my demons are extinguished and my heart is whole. He sees me. He sees the woman who tries everyday to be better. He sees the woman that wants to be a spectacular mother. He even sees the scared little girl that still lives within, but he also sees that regardless of the paths my life has taken, I can overcome as long as I have him, Ryland and my family by my side.

Tension can arise from many sensations and for me can be eliminated by the immense love of a good man.